There was a
spot. She was standing there in the middle of the road. Internet was available
on this spot. Precious. She was talking. Using this possibility.
The snail
crawled towards her. Huge snail: Constance, her name.
She wouldn’t
move because of the reception.
Constance
crawled.
She
remained.
Constance
crawled.
She
remained.
Constance
seemed fast.
She
remained.
Fast golf cart
came. Ran Constance over.
Tina was in
shock.
The
reception remained.
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